67 Chapter 67 (1/2)
The jakku that Aerwyn had sent to Setrhyn village released a cry in his mind to signify that it had the village within it's sights. He took one last look at the orc army that was no more than twenty minutes from Setrhyn before switching his consciousness to the jakku near the village. Setrhyn entered his view and elves could be seen scurrying around near the shattered wall.
They appeared to be in the early stages of constructing a new section of wall to replace the one that had been destroyed but Aerwyn didn't see Tylin or Master Ferlin amongst them. The only one he recognized amongst the crowd was Jeren, he worried that Tylin may be off using his undead to mine new stone for the wall or preforming some other necromancer duty given the state of Setrhyn and decided to pass the message along to Jeren.
”Fly down to the one in the green cloak. Make some noise too, so they know we're coming.” Aerwyn ordered.
”SCREE!” The jakku cried out as it dove down towards Jeren, startling some of the villagers. It landed at Jeren's feet as he looked on with a furrowed brow.
”...What is one of Aerwyn's undead doing here?” Jeren asked himself aloud.
”Look at the damn scroll you fool!” Aerwyn screamed inside the jakku's head after a few moments of the confused staring match between the elf and the jakku, yet Jeren still did nothing other than stare suspiciously. The jakku picked up on Aerwyn's frustration and pointed to the scroll with it's arm spike which only now made Jeren notice the scroll around it's neck.
”...Is this from Aerwyn?” Jeren asked as he hesitantly reached out for the scroll.
”Damn it Jeren! Who else would it be from?!” Aerwyn raged inside the jakku's mind. The orcs would be arriving within mere minutes and he was stuck playing around with Jeren, he was tempted to order the beast to stab the foolish elf's foot and go look for Sera but he lacked the time to make such a dream a reality.
Once the scroll was within his hands, he unfurled it and his expression instantly stiffened as he read the scroll's contents.
”How much time do we have?” Jeren looked past the scroll towards the jakku that couldn't speak and Aerwyn wanted to rip his hair out in frustration from not being able to communicate properly.
”Hold your arms in front of your face and cross them for a moment then point towards the way we came.” Aerwyn decided this would be the best way to relay that there was no time, he only hoped Jeren would get the message.
”...” It seemed to click in Jeren's head after a moment, giving Aerwyn some solace as Jeren began to shout out orders.
”Everyone listen here! Notify everybody in the village as quickly as you can! An army of orcs will be appearing from the west very soon! Go now!” The dozens of elves stopped what they were doing and looked to Jeren with confused stares.
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”GO!” Jeren roared and the startled elves finally began to move. Jeren wasted no time either, once the elves began to scurry, he ran towards the nearest guard tower and blew the horn, notifying the village of an immanent attack.